"It seems that there is only one explanation. Carrie replied. "Master, let's go see Mimilu first, I don't know if Mimilu has gained anything. I must have alarmed the lord last night. ”

"Oops, I locked the window!" Ashrufat remembered that he had made a mistake. Mimilu is probably waiting outside the window now.

He returned to the inn, only to find Mimilu waiting for him in her room. Half-Beasts are truly gifted as thieves, and in addition to their ability to change color and stealth, they also have extraordinary agility and subtle control over their bodies. Mimilu easily pried open the window with just one of her claws (or fingernails).

Mimilu didn't gain much. Because she didn't know the lord of this place, Count Kasek, she had been looking for it in that mansion for a while yesterday, and finally found the lord's room in the confusion, watching many heralds go in and out. The only thing she could do was listen to the people in the room from a safer location.

Mimilu couldn't understand a lot of what they said, but she finally understood one thing. That is, someone was comforting Count Cassek, saying that after dawn the enemy would leave, as in the past.

In other words, this has happened more than once. Ashrufat recalls what he had seen last night. It's a pity that he was driven off the city wall after only a brief observation, so he didn't have time to see the details of the undead legion. "It's exactly like the legend. The city was besieged in the dark, but disappeared immediately after dawn. ”

"And, master," Mimilu said. "Yesterday they cursed there, saying that they had been discovering the necromancer's whereabouts all this time. There must be a lot of necromancers who have defected to the vampire camp. It's too dangerous to go out of the city to fight. ”

Necromancer is another name for a dark mage. Dark magic is known to be an evil and depraved force that only monsters like vampires or dark wizards dare to use. One of the most well-known uses of this magic is to enslave the undead. Let those dead bones and rotting corpses get up again and form an undead army. In order to protect themselves, dark wizards often gather a small army of undead.

But there's nothing surprising about that. In Kalean, there are also a large number of dark magicians. Most of the Dark Mages were killed along with their vampire masters in that terrible war, but a significant number fled Kalean and scattered throughout the world once the war was hopeless. Now, when they heard that a vampire was causing war in Sivania, it was only natural that they would want to come and find out.

"By the way, master, what did you inquire about last night?" Mimilu asked.

Ashrufat gave a brief description of what had happened last night, and also explained how he had gone out of the city this morning to search but found nothing.

"No breath of dark magic?"

"Not at all. Ashrufat said. "I thought it would be a good opportunity to follow the flow of dark magic to find them. ”

"What about the smell?" Mimilu jumped suddenly. "Is there a smell over there?"

"Smell...... "Smell" Although it is said that Ashrufat has a sense of smell that surpasses that of humans, it seems that he has no impression of smell. "It's windy, so I can't smell anything anymore. ”

"It's okay if it's windy!" Mimilu said proudly. "Mimilu's nose is smart! if I go and look it up, I'll find their whereabouts." ”

......

Mimilu walked back and forth along the bushes, keeping her nose on the trees.

"How's it going, Mimilu?" To be honest, Ashruphat wasn't particularly confident in Mimilu's sense of smell.

"Is it really here, master?" Mimilu asked, pausing and hesitantly.

"I'm sure. Ashrufat looked back at the wall not far away, he had climbed this section of the wall last night, and he and Mimilu were in the same position where the glowing skeletons had been moving last night.

"But Mimilu can't smell anything!" Mimilu stopped and sat down on the ground, her cat-like ears drooping. "There's just a strange smell here, and some human sweat. ”

"What strange smell?" asked Ashrufat.

"It's a ...... Mineral taste. Although Mimilu doesn't know what it is, it must be a mineral taste. But here, there is no smell of flesh or dry bones. Only the smell of sweat ......"

The smell of sweat? Ashruphat suddenly felt a little strange. Last night, he had seen the Undead Legion haunt the area, but it didn't smell of corpses (which might make sense, since bones don't smell if they were handled properly), but they smelled of sweat?

Damn, it would have been nice to look at it a little more yesterday, but alas, he was quickly spotted and driven off the city wall, and it could only be regarded as a quick glimpse, so he didn't see much in detail.

"Sweat stinks...... What does this mean?" said Ashrufat to himself in a low voice.

"There must have been a lot of people here last night. Mimilu said in a very affirmative tone. "They sweat a lot, that's why it smells so much. ”

Ashrufat suddenly remembered the soldier's warning to him in the tavern last night.

"Mimilu, can you be sure?" he asked. Last night he had seen hundreds of glittering skeletons come out of the grove, but if there was something else hidden in the grove, it was possible.

"Mimilu can be 100% sure!" Mimilu seemed to perk up again as she listened to Ashrufat's tone. The ears that had been drooping down just now stood up again.

"Able to follow...... Does this smell of sweat track?" The sense of smell of the half-beast clan is indeed keen, at least Ashorufat himself can't smell any "residual sweat smell".

Mimilu circled back and forth, left and right, and quickly determined the direction.

"This way, master!" she ran forward on all fours, and Aeshurufat jumped onto the Nightmare Pony and followed Mimilu closely.

They walked through the grove and searched a little by a small stream. Then a big circle on the rugged terrain took place on the main road. After a short walk on the main road, I went up to a hill with dense vegetation. I turned around on this mountain for a long time. Ashrufat estimated that he had walked a dozen leagues away, and now, he had come to a strange place.

It is a valley with a small stream flowing in the middle of the valley, surrounded by vegetation, and there is only a path in the middle that can only be counted as a "beast's path". His nightmare horse was standing in the middle of the path right now. The afternoon sun shone down on the place, and the bare stones were a little dazzling in the sun.

Mimilu has already left the field of vision - in the mountains of early summer in the south, the weeds are already half a human high, and Mimilu can't be found at once. But Ashrufat was not worried about this. He knew that the road was going in the right direction, and he would be notified once Mimilu decided that she was going to change the direction she was going.

"Someone. In her mind, Carrie said suddenly.

"I know. Ashrufat had also sensed a shadow moving slightly. A hunter, or a woodcutter? Then a cloaked figure jumped out from behind the rock. The man's cloak was decorated with camouflage that allowed him to hide in the grass more discreetly. Ashrufat shook his head, he had to admit that a murderous spurt had surged through his heart—he had accumulated a certain amount of anger after tracking him for half a day and finding nothing.

"Stand still. "The man had a beard. "My men are around, and there are already ten pairs of bows and arrows aimed at you. ”

"They had to draw two bows. Ashrufat replied, "It's really remarkable that someone even wants to pull three handfuls." But this will reduce the hit rate. ”

Except for this popping out beard, there were only four people lurking around. As for whether they had bows and arrows or not, Ashrufat didn't care at all. He'd heard a lot of this kind of trapping, but it was the first time he'd encountered it in a long time. But how can there be robbers in this place? There don't seem to be pedestrians here!

His composure and reaction greatly surprised the other party. One bandit emerged from behind him, another two appeared in the skewers, and one remained in place. Two of the three men were carrying longbows, and their arrows were wound.

The first bandit to appear, holding a long sword, approached him. Eshurufat examined his pace and every detail of his movements, convinced that he would be able to put the man to death in two or three strokes once they had fought. Maybe "two or three strokes" is not needed, because this bearded man is not a skilled fighter. The others are similar.

"What are you doing here?!" the man asked warily as he walked five or six paces away from the Nightmare Pony.

This statement was completely unexpected. Expectedly, the man should have shouted something like "Throw down your weapons, hand over all your money, and strip your clothes off, or you'll be dead."

These people ...... Not robbers and bandits?

"What are you doing here?" asked the bearded again. Ashrufat looked at each other carefully. Although the group looked like bandits, their eyes were full of vigilance, not the greedy gaze of robbers.

"I'm just ......," Ashrufat subconsciously understood that Mimilu was leading the way. Many plans flashed through his mind, and he finally decided to adopt the most direct one. "I've come to see Baron Pinold. ”

The bearded man exchanged glances with his companion, and then the two with the longbow pulled their bowstrings.

"Who are you, what are you doing here for the Baron?!" the bearded man shook his sword. There is no doubt that if the answer does not satisfy him, the meeting will immediately end in blood.

But Ashrufat didn't want to do it right now. In fact, the killing intent he had just now generated because of his depression had long since disappeared. He raised his hand and made a harmless gesture of friendliness.

"I'm just an admirer. "He chose the best identity for himself. "I don't have any ill will. ”